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Denver McQue

"Denver!" Conor screamed in my ear.
"What do you want child?" he should know by now not to wake me from my sleep.
"You were screaming for some one named Konrad in your sleep and i got nervus." he's a much different kid then who i first met. he seemed truly scared sbout my screaming. "You scream a lot about some one named Konrad in your sleep. do oyu want to talk to me about it?"
i sat up and ran my fingers through my greecy hair. "Dure but its a lot to take in. i can only tell you if you sware on the brotherhood of soldiers not to tell any one," he nodded. "my name isnt Denver McQue, its Konrad Rack. im really this person all the time, i dont have some person aloty dissorder i just go by a different name. im not really from small town ohio, to be honest im not sure what ohio is. im from Germany, a small town outside of Berlin. im Jewish, which was some what part of the reason i came here. my step-father Brent didnt like me because i could never be a soldier in Germany. he used to be a soldier, and my real father was a soldier. i think i might have come here to be acepted by Brent, or maybe to be closer to my real father. Brent used to beet me, im sure youve noticed my scars," he nodded," he gave me that. im sure youve noticed the large burn scar on my leg as well," he nodded again,"Brent did it. one day i chose to come to America. i didnt tell anyone i was going exept my best friend Marco. every day i feel guilt for leaving Marco just so i would be happy. i didnt think about how much i may have been hurting the ones i loved the most. when i got here, to America i chose to change my name to Denver McQue so incase some one was looking for Konrad Rack they would never find me. now i live life as if i ama true American and not some German playing pretend to live the life he always wanted. only days into my stay i fell head over heels for a girl named McKey. she found out i was German and still loved me. at that time i thought maybe people would be ok with knowing i was German. i kept it to myself because i didnt want to die before i got to the military. 3 week or so after i got to america my cousin Zachary Kevin and i went to paratrooper camp. Z.K always made sure i was safe. im not sure why but he always wanted to make sure i stayed alive. i think i took that quality from him because no matter what i cant kill anyone or let anyone die. maybe i got that from Z.K or maybe i cant watch anyone die becaus i got away from a sure death. when Z.K went missing it was like a small chunk of my heart went missing with him. i feel constent guilt. i always think maybe i could have been by his side like he was for me. maybe then he would be still be sitting in this fox hole." i took a deep breath then layed my head back. "that was a bit more then you asked for." i cant believe i just told some kid i met less then a week ago my life story and deepest thoughts....

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